After Zhong Wuyan had been in contact with Lin Xiaoming several times, she already knew that he was a very determined man who was not easily tempted.
But just like this, she felt that it was not enough. She had to understand him more deeply and thoroughly and know his strengths and weaknesses before she could have a chance to win him over.
So Lin Xiaoming said there was no need for anesthesia, so Zhong Wuyan didn't hesitate anymore and started to perform debridement and suturing on him directly. She wanted to see if this man's bones were as hard as his mind!
Zhong Wuyan is not a professional doctor, but she has obviously received professional training in this area. As the only saint of the Blood Sect, her skills are not just as simple as charm, but more than ordinary people can imagine!
After cleaning the wound, Zhong Wuyan used tweezers to look for foreign objects in the wound. She found none, but she saw some necrotic muscles, so she used tissue scissors to cut them off bit by bit.
Although the muscles that were cut off were necrotic muscles, they were connected to normal muscles. If you had to cut them off alive, you can imagine the pain.
Lin Xiaoming was originally quite tough. Even though his face was pale in pain and he was sweating profusely, he still gritted his teeth and remained silent.
However, when Luo Meihan took the initiative to hold his hand again, his defense suddenly collapsed, and he cried out in pain, "Sister, I hurt so much!"
"I know, I know!" Luo Meihan didn't dare to look at the wound he was being treated at all, because the pain felt like it was tearing out her flesh, so she hurriedly coaxed him, "Bear it, bear it, it will be soon."
That’s fine, it’ll be fine soon!”
"Hiss~~~" Lin Xiaoming kept breathing in and out, "I can't bear it, it really hurts."
Seeing Lin Xiaoming's eyes splitting in pain, Luo Meihan felt that her heart was about to break, "Then... how about we stop? Let's not suffer this kind of pain and go home and take anesthetics?"
Lin Xiaoming shook his head, "No, don't stop, you can't stop!"
Luo Meihan saw that he was shaking all over in pain and big beads of sweat kept appearing on her forehead. She couldn't help but shed tears. She subconsciously pressed his head on her shoulders and murmured in pain.
Shouting, "Oh my God, what can I do to ease your pain!"
Lin Xiaoming actually said, "That's it!"
Luo Meihan didn't respond, "What did you say?"
Lin Xiaoming shamelessly requested, "Hold me tight."
Luo Meihan didn't hesitate, and immediately opened her hands and hugged his body.
Lin Xiaoming's face moved downwards and pressed into her gentle bosom. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Come on, I'm not afraid of anything anymore!"
Luo Meihan finally realized that he had taken advantage of her, but at this time, she no longer wanted to argue with him. Instead, she lovingly reached out and stroked his head, hoping to make him feel more comfortable.
Zhong Wuyan, who was treating Lin Xiaoming's wounds, was not distracted at first, but she couldn't bear it when a full amount of dog food was stuffed into her mouth, and the tissue scissors on her hands were even more merciless.
He is obviously a womanizer, but he still pretends to be serious with me.
I'm obviously not any worse looking than her, but you're not interested.
Obviously I am a proud girl, but I have to go to great lengths to commit myself to a country bumpkin like you!
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I told you not to be lustful towards me!
I told you not to be tempted by me!
Tell you to give me dog food!
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While Zhong Wuyan was cutting the necrotic flesh in Lin Xiaoming's wound, she kept cursing in her heart, but then her whole body froze, the cursing in her heart stopped, and the movements of her hands stopped.
Lin Xiaoming couldn't bear the pain, so he unconsciously grabbed the hand that was treating the wound, and grabbed it impartially on the leg where Zhong Wuyan was kneeling in front of him.
As soon as Zhong Wuyan stopped, Lin Xiaoming's severe pain subsided sharply. After taking a few deep breaths, he managed to calm down and let go of her hand, "Sister-in-law, please continue.
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After a long while, Zhong Wuyan finally recovered from her blushing face. After looking at him angrily, she continued to debridement and suturing again.
The left arm was treated and replaced with the right arm.
In order to save Lin Xiaoming from pain, Luo Meihan still held him, but switched from the left to the right.
Zhong Wuyan seemed to be concentrating on the operation, but her face turned red and white because when Lin Xiaoming became unbearable in pain, he would grab her legs and signal her to stop!
What a bastard, it hurts so much that you wouldn't just say it? Why bother?
When Zhong Wuyan was scolding her like this, she suddenly woke up. Isn't this what she wanted? Why was she unhappy after her wish came true?
When it got completely dark, the three wounds were finally debrided and sutured.
Although Lin Xiaoming had a will of steel, he could not resist the pain of cutting out flesh and bones. Exhausted mentally and physically, he fell into a coma in Luo Meihan's arms.
After nightfall, the temperature drops sharply.
Luo Meihan was worried that he would be too cold and the injury would recur, so she kept hugging him without letting go, hoping to use her own body temperature to keep him warm.
Under such circumstances, the task of cooking dinner naturally fell on Zhong Wuyan.
While Zhong Wuyan was washing rice and washing vegetables, she looked at the couple on Tang Guan Dou's bed over there and couldn't help but think about it.
I am the only saint of the Blood Sect, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. How noble is my status, yet you treat me like a maid?
You, aren't you afraid of losing your life?
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Luo Meihan saw that Lin Xiaoming's wound was no longer bleeding, he was sleeping peacefully, and his body temperature had not changed much. Her tense mind finally relaxed. She felt very sorry when she saw Zhong Wuyan, who was looking gray and disgraced by the fire!
"Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's hard work, it's just my life as a maid..." Zhong Wuyan was on fire in her heart, and she subconsciously responded angrily, but as soon as she said the words, she realized something was wrong, and hurriedly changed her words, "I mean it's not hard work.
Yes, when I stay alone in the mountains, I also cook for myself. The maid is used to working hard, so it doesn't matter."
Luo Meihan hesitated and finally said: "Sister-in-law, it is always unsafe for a woman like you to always run up the mountain alone, and it is not a long-term solution. After we go back this time, you can come back to work in the breeding farm. Do you want to
Go to the laboratory, then go to the laboratory.”
Zhong Wuyan was stunned, "Um... isn't the laboratory the centerpiece of the breeding farm? There are many secrets hidden in it. Even Ruan Jiao can't enter. You want me to go?"
Luo Meihan smiled and shook her head, "Actually, there are no secrets, it's just some research. It's difficult for ordinary people to understand and can't help, so I don't let people in. If you want to learn, I can teach you."
Zhong Wuyan couldn't help but ask again, "Aren't you afraid that I will learn your skills and do it secretly on my own?"
Luo Meihan still smiled, "If you can learn it, I don't mind, because if those research results can be promoted, it will only be good for people's livelihood, and there will be no harm."
Zhong Wuyan fell silent, because she finally understood why Lin Xiaoming liked Luo Meihan so much. She did not have such a pattern and mind at all.
For a moment, she felt deeply ashamed that she had tried every possible means to become a mistress!
There is nothing she can do about it just because she is ashamed. She will never give up on Lin Xiaoming, because her ancestor said that only by getting this man can she keep the Blood Gate.
Looking at the pot of soup specially simmered for Lin Xiaoming on the fire, she couldn't help but wonder, should she put some medicine in it?